[She rushes back to the mouth of the alley and Gilgamesh busies himself with assessing the damage to his arm after he's righted himself. She managed to do more there than she had to his face it would seem. Given his lack of bandages and the fact these will easily clot on their own, he opts to ignore the scratches for now though. He'll clean them later and see if they require coverings then.]
[He looks up at the sound of her yowling, looking first to her and then the alley itself. It seems...emptier than it did before. Gilgamesh didn't get a good look at it, but he's certain there was less room in the alley. Now a full cart could easily make its way down. He frowns before joining her, not out of concern for her, but out of continued frustration at the foreign feel of magic in this world.]
It seems you've been cursed, girl, and the mage responsible for it is gone.
[He looks down at her as this has just become infinitely less amusing. Not because he cares about the state of things for her, but he has an inkling now that his exit from this situation just got that much more difficult.]
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[He looks up at the sound of her yowling, looking first to her and then the alley itself. It seems...emptier than it did before. Gilgamesh didn't get a good look at it, but he's certain there was less room in the alley. Now a full cart could easily make its way down. He frowns before joining her, not out of concern for her, but out of continued frustration at the foreign feel of magic in this world.]
It seems you've been cursed, girl, and the mage responsible for it is gone.
[He looks down at her as this has just become infinitely less amusing. Not because he cares about the state of things for her, but he has an inkling now that his exit from this situation just got that much more difficult.]